We planned a run … and everything went to plan!

Story: James Lang After the last attempt at a “fish and chip run” in February 2014, which was unfortunately cut in half by the Devon North fire, we thought a second attempt to get fish and chips from a jolly nice seaside town was worth a try. This year’s target that we would unleash o
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The Dargo Birthday Bash

Story: Jenna Perks Happy birthday, MX-5s … … and so started the Dargo Birthday Bash in Stratford at 9am. The run was organised by our prized Eastern Victoria Chapter L-plater Nic Bodey with the assistance of his dad, John Bodey. What a fabulous turn out it was too, especia
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The ups and downs of Club runs!

Story: Jenna Perks Well, no big surprises here – yet another fantastic ‘Eastern Victoria Chapter’ run! Meeting on a Saturday was a little bit of a throwback and I suspect it affected our attendance numbers too, but that was their loss! Twelve cars in all, meeting at McDonald’s Moe to
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Yarragon run … in reverse!

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Story: Karen Bradshaw We met in the car park at the back of the Foodworks store in Trafalgar, all looking forward to this much talked-about run. But there were three cars that were waiting at the train station – no trains where we were going! But we must make allowances for them as th
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Not just for fathers …

Story: Ron Macdonald What better way is there to spend a Father’s Day than with a bunch of keen little MX-5s for a cruise around Gippsland? With a beautiful sunny day forecast we set off towards Drouin. One thing of note on the trip down to the start point – we passed a silver NC R
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One “L” of a run

Story: Grant Butler This run was a chance to have a joint run with the Central Chapter. The Eastern Victoria group of five cars left Yarragon and wound their way over the Gippsland hills to Loch for the rendezvous with the Central group, which had left from Berwick. Our group, while s
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Are you mad?!

Story: Noellene Gleeson That’s what was said to us when we were leaving a friend’s 60th birthday party on the Saturday night. We were saying our goodbyes at 11pm because we had the bags packed, our little car facing out in our driveway and were heading from Ballarat to Dandenong
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